From: ching@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: icharus
Date: Wed Apr 20 18:37:57 1994

here's a paraprhase of a poem I wrote a few years ago when I was sixteen. 
Feedback is invited regardless of content. I tried to keep it as close to 
the original form as possible, but i can't gaurantee that i remember it 
exactly. Here it goes:

Icharus
Dead. 
Who once was a waxwork kite 
(Melting under the sun as we all do in a much subtler way)
Against the sun
And for a moment it was pictureperfect
Forever immune to the turning of the earth


so, whaddya think?